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Bird of fire and hate I am Phoenix The bird of fire I was meant to live In pain and hate I never die Even though I burn. I am eternal, as I was meant to fly. To roar above. All that binds, all that weakens, all that’s human I was taught to hate, trained to kill, expected to hurt never to care. I learned to be hard. I suffered to be strong. I was taught with pain. I evolved trough suffering. But no lesson hurt so much, than the lesson to be loved. Written by Ducky (February 2002)